I heard my step daughter say, "Wow. That's like, really kinky."That really got me going. I moved my hands down to Kristina's little boobs, and started...playing with her nipples. She was panting really hard, so I just kept playing, touching, and moving my hands all over her. Down across her little flat stomach, and lower. So slow. So slow. And moving them lower.I looked down, and saw Kristina move her legs apart. My fingers moved down her stomach, rubbed her pubic hair lightly, and I started. . I can’t’, I protested weakly. This enraged Mercedes, who had no intention of not getting off when her two team-mates had been sexually serviced. ‘You fucking will, you little cow!’, she shouted, and she pinched one of my nipples between her thumb and forefinger. I gave a scream that was muffled by the gagging weight of her body, but her assault had sent an electric shock through me and – amazingly – it revitalised me; it was as if fear was a fuel that supercharged my engine. Although a. There he had her lift her left leg until it was parallel to her body. Then he tied her leg to her collar. This left her lewdly displayed, her cunt gaped slightly as she tried to moved slightly to gain a firm stance on her foot.She heard him unzip and plunge his cock into the cunt that her Master owned. She was very adept at maintaining various poses for long periods of time but the battering the cunt took as he pounded it almost caused her to topple. Luckily, she managed to stay upright until. Finally I felt his hard cock buck right before launching his delicious cum down my throat. As I started to pull it from my mouth the last few pumps filled my mouth and coated my tongue. Holding it in my mouth a bit longer and zipping his pants back up, I crawled out from under the table to show him my accomplishment. He smiled as he looked down at me and nodded, cueing me to close my mouth, swallow the last load, and open it again to show that I had completed the task. As he finished breakfast.